He never managed to articulate what it was he didn't know, but I knew his meaning.
/I don't know how much suffering is normal/
/How much was ordinary, expected, the price we paid to live./
/How much was created by us, needless/
I didn't blame him for not knowing. I didn't think I knew either. I did the only thing I knew how, which was to sit with him in silence and hold him tight, the way Ma used to do for me.
— Apr 09, 2026 06:11AM
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